His mom calls him for chores!

With a set of massive 34D breasts now his to enjoy, John eagerly retreated to his bedroom for some private "funbag fondling" time. He peeled off his masculine t-shirt, shivering with arousal as his hefty new melons bounced free. The teen stud ran his hands over the doughy, womanly tits in awe, marveling at how soft yet heavy they felt.

As he was still admiring his chest, he took a look at his closet. His clothes were still very much that of a male, but John knew he needed to show off his new jiggly assets properly. He rummaged through his dresser until he found an old crop top he had stolen from Gwen - a skimpy pink number that would leave his huge funbags deliciously exposed. The fabric stretched tightly across his chest as he pulled it on, the undersized top riding up to put his thick, fertile underboob on display.

"Fuuuck..." John groaned, giving his new tits a firm grope. They felt so soft yet carried an arousing weight that made his cock swell in his pants. He cupped the doughy melons and lifted them, mesmerized by their tantalizing jiggle and sway. These were HIS breasts to play with now, all thanks to the miraculous Swapinator!

He was so engrossed in jiggling and fondling his new funbags that he barely heard his mother Athena calling out to him. "John! Can you come help me with some chores?" she shouted from downstairs.

The buxom teen was frustrated. He really didnt want to do chores…. But…. the thought of his mother seeing him with such a slutty, top-heavy figure made his dick throb with twisted arousal. He took a deep breath and headed downstairs, his huge tits bouncing deliciously with each step.

"There you are, I was calling...for...you..." Athena trailed off as she caught sight of her son's obscenely stuffed crop top, those big, beautiful breasts nearly spilling out. Her expression settled into one of mild annoyance. “John, even though you're a boy, you should really cover up your bosom, sweety," she chided. "It's not proper for a person with breasts like yours to be dressing like such a slut."

John felt his face flush crimson at the scolding, but the fact that his mother was treating his new breasts like they had ALWAYS been a part of his body made his cock swell to full mast. He nodded meekly, giving his heavy, doughy tits another grope as he replied. "Y-yes, mother..."

“Good honey, you can change after we finish this chore…..”